All Chapters of Possessive At First Sight: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I felt so weak. After like centuries, my tears finally stopped. I wipe the last drop and calmed myself. “Would you like to sleep with me?” she asked. Her face filled with concern.“No. I think I’m fine.” I replied, giving her a smile of reassurance, but it felt weak.“So what’s your plan?” She asked warily.Stavros will be back on the weekend.I have 2-3 days to leave before he comes back.I don’t want to see him again.I can do this.I just need something to divert my attention. “I’ll go back to Spain,” I decided with determination.“Are you sure?” Lucy’s eyes filled with questions. “Don’t you want to talk to him and clarify this?” She suggested.“There’s nothing to clarify, Lucy. That papers say it all!” I clenched my hands. “Then, if you resign, I will resign too,” she declared. She stared at me with determination.“You don’t have to resign, Lu. This is your dream. You’ve been wanting to work here.” I murmured. “But, thank you! You’re always good to me!” I said emotionally as I

I dialed Preston. A private investigator. He used to be working with the FBI.He worked for me and some of my friends.“Preston speaking,” he said on the other line.“Preston, this is Stavros Demakis,” I began as I fiddled with my pen. “Stavros my friend. What can I do for you, young man?” He said cheerily.“I want you to check on someone.” I clench my jaw with the thought of Krystina’s scheme. “Sure thing, my friend. And, who is this?” He asked curiously.“I will email everything I need to know, including her latest affairs and activities. I’ll pay you double or triple, no question about that.”“I’ll do it for you, Stavros! Sounds like this certain, ‘her,’ is dear to you,” he teased.“I’ll be back in New York for another three days,” I said in dismissal tone, ignoring his playful mood.“Sure thing. Until then, my friend,” he stated as he hung up the phone.I let out a loud breath.I’ve been up early working, on the phones and working late. I missed Alessandra terribly.I missed her

“Truth is like the sun, you can shut it for a time, but it ain’t going away.” - Unknown …Alessandra’s POVIt’s been almost eight weeks since I came back from New York. And everyday I feel like dying. That news from the AGB magazines wrecked me.The interview with him. That he was going to propose to her.I felt that pain again, fresh, and it gets excruciating each day. That day I read it was the day my heart completely shattered, and it left me numb.Thank God! As a model, you hardly get any sleep, making it impossible for me to stop thinking about him.I’ve been traveling a lot lately for my shoots and signing of contracts. And meetings with a big agency for advertisement. A week after I arrived in Spain, Trixie came over to visit us. Or I would say to see me.During that week, I’m not sure exactly how Trixie coaxed me into signing the contract. However, I’m grateful that she did.The first week was a thorough physical makeover. From head to toe. I couldn’t even recognize myself.M

The party at Mailov’s Villa was two and a half months ago, which means she’s two weeks pregnant when she attended that party.And as if Preston can read my mind, he spoke. “Before the party at your friend’s, she stayed at Andrew’s penthouse for nearly two weeks. Hitting the club most of the nights and home drunk. The only person who can confirm this is Andrew Petrakis. He could be the father of her pregnancy. The picture of her and Andrew at the restaurant was just taken recently,” he explained.He stood up and tapped my shoulder. “The baby is not yours, Stavros. Whoever is the father of that baby isn’t what mattered now. What matters is…, you are not the father!” Then he left with his last words reeling in my head.I was still standing there, trying to analyze and absorbed all that news.I have to meet Andrew.I’ll kill that bastard.I sat upright. Tossing all the papers on the table carelessly, I grabbed the phone.“Demakis Corp. Office, Cassandra Speaking.” “Cassey,” I started. My

Paparazzi were milling outside the church and trying to get a glimpse of the wedding. Cameras everywhere.I walked closer, and everybody gasped in surprised.I ignored them as flashes of cameras shooting in every stride I make towards the entrance.I saw Krystina and her family at the entrance of the church, face filled with worries.Her dad looked like he’s ready to kill.When they saw me, Krystina raced to me. They all had the same reactions. Furrowed eyebrows. Faces filled with questions. I stared at her with cold eyes.Her parents trailed behind her as she ran to me. “What’s going on?” she croaked. “Why are you not dressed? And you’re an hour late!” she snapped, her face turning a shade of red.I scoffed.With my jaws clamped, I stared at her with derision. “There’s no wedding that’s going to happen!” I announced. I heard the gasp, and then murmurs raptured. The harshness of my tone made everyone believed I am a cruel man.Krystina’s dad stepped in. “Explain yourself, Mr. Demakis!